I anticipated a winding road
For that is how my story often goes,
But something tells me
The next chapters
Are short and sweet,
But not lacking in their depth or content;
On a few pages more
There will be new revelations to find,
Hopes becoming truths,
And not just speculation
Nor just wishful thinking,
But manifestations of positive energy
Of karmic flow spiraling out
And being received,
By open hands
And open hearts,
To then be paid forward,
In this my tale,
Moving swiftly,
With the turning of pages
Toward a happy ending.
Tag: joy
Aligned

Somewhere along the way
I had forgotten that
Joy
Was for me too;
I had forgotten the very feel,
The flavor
Of “Happy”,
Until something
Shifted;
Planets aligned,
And it was suddenly clear that
Satisfaction in
The beauty and majesty
of simple
And complex Joy
Is also
Mine
Experiencing Joy
Make the list,
And check the boxes,
Off,
One by one.
But never forget to leave one more,
Always check it
But never off,
This task– the simple,
Beautiful,
Necessary,
Preventative,
Supplement,
Medicine,
And cure
That is
Experiencing Joy.

Black Joy
I need more joy,
Inside my world,
My spirit in need of uplift, of sustenance,
So many tales of those dark skinned like me,
Being taken for granted,
lives taken,
so many brothers, sisters
in need of reminder
that black is beautiful,
and also of joy,
deserving.
Warmth of Sun
The sun spares some warmth
All ages become young kids
Time seems to stand still
Rain Dancing
The Spring rain returns
I wish it warmer to dance
In warmth, as droplets
Paint skin with shimmering cool,
I am eager but it comes,
I will let water
Grow me as a new flower,
Drench my roots and face,
Refreshment in natural
Does return to origins,
Rainwater is source,
Childhood rejuvenation,
Take me back to then,
When plastered skin was pure joy,
And time did stand ever still
